..”“You do like my boobs after all, so, not surprised.”“Yeah, like you guessed, guys definitely do like that!”“C'mon,” she tells me, pop...ing up and leading me into the kitchen. Cleanup is with damp paper towels this time – no less than half a dozen to wipe up the mess running down the front of her.“Sorry to have to kick you out,” Kathryn tells me, hurriedly, after putting on her bra and shirt, looking for her panties. “But I'm super late and I shouldn't keep Deb waiting.”“Hey, no apologies. The two men of the Greifswald Werft found me and Sid Winslow simply took a seat across me at the table and said with a smile on his face. “She is a beauty and well maintained. There is nothing wrong with her. I suggest you let us update the reactor though. It’s nearly at the end of its lifetime and if you use the flight modus it will take much energy.”“What flight modus?”He laughed. “You are joking of course. You must know your Poseidon is fully flight capable and if you want to replace the. Would you like—?" I'm being met," I said. "Thanks." I got out, and off he drove.It was only about a minute later that another car drove up to me. Not the car they'd had in Charleston, either they'd ditched that one or they had others. When the driver's window rolled down "Joe Smith" looked out at me."Get in," he said briefly, nodding to the front passenger seat. I did as I was told.We drove only a couple of hundred feet around to the back of the closed restaurant."OK, get out," he said, turning. Rohea looked around and rubbed his eyes. He could have sworn he heard Maes' voice calling for him, but she could not be anywhere near him.Rohea stood up and stepped outside his tent, into the cool night. A light breeze blew around the campsite, as Rohea glanced around. There was little activity about, as expected, and he could make out the patrols walking around the borders of the camp."Any signs of intruders?" Rohea asked as he walked up to one of the patrolling men."None, Sir Rohea. It has.